가사: Zeki. Walkin' Down Tha Hood.
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CHORUS:
i walkin down tha hood, gettin fuckt up flashbacks
how i did hood shit, and how i act bad
i walkin down tha hood, people lookin at me strange
they sayin please come back Z, why did you change
VERSE 1:
put on my red cap, my red shirt and then im out
walkin down tha hood, street people knows what im all about
well-known as the thug, that fix whatever you need
now im only out for lookin over my old thuggin streets
raised among older g'z, so whatta fuck could i do
instead of playin games i was out learin how to do a jack move
but now i just keepon walkin, lookin forward no talkin
never look back, fuck the past, when we was out n marchin
but i feel bad man, cuz still some old hood pitz barkin
want me to come back, want me to thuggin n stalkin
me and c.t.crew was totaly shittin on tha lawz
we was out havin fun, make people run, then break em jawz
once a week, gang-wars, once a week was out stealin cars
if i continue like this i know, i will end up behind bars
but now im livin fo' boxing, education and my girl
fuck my old life man, no fuuck tha woooorld!
CHORUS x2:
i walkin down tha hood, gettin fuckt up flashbacks
how i did hood shit, and how i act bad
i walkin down tha hood, people lookin at me strange
they sayin please come back Z, why did you change
VERSE 2:
i remember theese times, always money in my pockets
we was out doin crimes, but no mo', man fuck it
hanged with gang-affiliated outlaws
once a week, i was out jackin people, man actin raw
spittin truth, man we was heartless dawgs, word up
older G'z did hoodshit, we was in, so they learned us
homie me and ma boyz, was out pointin' shorcuts (fo' what)
fo comin away from theese motherfuckin cops
still got hate 4 em, and i still hangin on my block
but i wont go back to the life of crime, thats wassup
man like i said, i've digged my fine side
i cant get locked up, and destory my families pride
i got to struggle man, get through struggle blood and hate
fuck criminalty, cuz theese might papers made me insane
hope ya folks feel me, hope ya feel my pain
im still gon have money, but fix em, through the right way
CHORUS x4:
i walkin down tha hood, gettin fuckt up flashbacks
how i did hood shit, and how i act bad
i walkin down tha hood, people lookin at me strange
they sayin please come back Z, why did you change
(Thanks to ManoCapone for these lyrics)
CHORUS:
i walkin down tha hood, gettin fuckt up flashbacks
how i did hood shit, and how i act bad
i walkin down tha hood, people lookin at me strange
they sayin please come back Z, why did you change
VERSE 1:
put on my red cap, my red shirt and then im out
walkin down tha hood, street people knows what im all about
well-known as the thug, that fix whatever you need
now im only out for lookin over my old thuggin streets
raised among older g'z, so whatta fuck could i do
instead of playin games i was out learin how to do a jack move
but now i just keepon walkin, lookin forward no talkin
never look back, fuck the past, when we was out n marchin
but i feel bad man, cuz still some old hood pitz barkin
want me to come back, want me to thuggin n stalkin
me and c.t.crew was totaly shittin on tha lawz
we was out havin fun, make people run, then break em jawz
once a week, gang-wars, once a week was out stealin cars
if i continue like this i know, i will end up behind bars
but now im livin fo' boxing, education and my girl
fuck my old life man, no fuuck tha woooorld!
CHORUS x2:
i walkin down tha hood, gettin fuckt up flashbacks
how i did hood shit, and how i act bad
i walkin down tha hood, people lookin at me strange
they sayin please come back Z, why did you change
VERSE 2:
i remember theese times, always money in my pockets
we was out doin crimes, but no mo', man fuck it
hanged with gang-affiliated outlaws
once a week, i was out jackin people, man actin raw
spittin truth, man we was heartless dawgs, word up
older G'z did hoodshit, we was in, so they learned us
homie me and ma boyz, was out pointin' shorcuts (fo' what)
fo comin away from theese motherfuckin cops
still got hate 4 em, and i still hangin on my block
but i wont go back to the life of crime, thats wassup
man like i said, i've digged my fine side
i cant get locked up, and destory my families pride
i got to struggle man, get through struggle blood and hate
fuck criminalty, cuz theese might papers made me insane
hope ya folks feel me, hope ya feel my pain
im still gon have money, but fix em, through the right way
CHORUS x4:
i walkin down tha hood, gettin fuckt up flashbacks
how i did hood shit, and how i act bad
i walkin down tha hood, people lookin at me strange
they sayin please come back Z, why did you change
(Thanks to ManoCapone for these lyrics)